Faulkner Hospital School of Nursing - Faulkan Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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We, the class of 1959, of the Faulkner Hospital School of Nursing, being of sound mind and body do hereby declare our last will and testament. To Faulkner we leave 1095 days of gratitude and thanks. To Miss Hennik we leave our deepest appreciation for the knowledge and skill she has in- stilled in us. To Miss Comey we leave an affiliation plan guaranteed to run according to plan. To the Faculty we leave an automatic kleenex dispenser. To our parents we leave inexpressible appreciation. To the Supervisors we leave an electronic brain guaranteed to answer all questions. To Dr. Stein we leave our fondest thanks for threeg good health, warm friendship, and sincere interest. To Mrs. Himes we leave three years accumulation of monthly weights. To the Head Nurses we leave clean utility rooms and empty laundry bags. To the Doctors we leave an automatic front page D.O.B. stamper. To the Residents we leave a year's supply of ball point pens guaranteed to write. To the Underclassmen we leave white shoe polish, a year's supply of hairnets and ironwear hose. iI1T.0 To the Medical Students we leave the memories of midnight supper. To Mrs. Cruise we leave a new tea server to replace the one that was fixed by maintenance. To the Housemothers and Maids we leave the dreams of an answering service. To Mrs. Martin we leave this book as a memory of her years at Faulkner. Joan Miller leaves her height to Betsy Newell. Pat Sullivan leaves her conversational abilities to Dianne Buckley. Sandy Hutchings leaves her dancing partner to the hinges. Joan Bourgault leaves her comer room on the fourth floor to anyone small enough to fit it. Barbie Leach leaves for Tennessee. Marilyn Dewan and Mary Blanchard leave their messy room to Faye Anderson. Jodie Hadley leaves her extra pounds to Ann Day.

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Przfphecy are fabulous for people who want to rake a long trip in a short period of time. England led us to Betty Ballas Daleys' house. Betty is head of the welfare department of the Commonwealth of England. Up in Ireland I saw those two smiling eyes of Jean Riley, who is now a missionary nurse, Jean loves the work and the people all love Jean. While passing through Sweden I found Judy Slack, Night Supervisor in the Kings' Hospital. Coming down to Germany, I looked up Joanie Miller, who is running a medical aid station for refugees. Stopping in on Pat Fleagal in Holland was perhaps the most amusing stop of all. Pat's latest endeavor is teaching the Dutch nurses how to tip-toe around the wards in their wooden shoes. Freddy Miller turned up in Sweden running a first aid station in the Alps. Freddy claims business is booming! I decided to jauut down to Monaco and guess -who I found -- Terry McQuade as governess to Princess Grace's child- ren by day and gambler by night. I guess you might say I splurged a little, but not in vain, by taking a cruise up the Mediterranean. I found Jan Toher now head nurse of research for the Esso Standard Oil Company. Of course, Silkie, I realize this letter should be and probably will be published somewhere, however, please exclude the next bit of information. Pat Kelleher is reported to be working behind the iron curtain. She is working for the U.S. Govemment on some secret mission, to do with W.H.O. Sandi Mann is working in China now with her husband, who is now a five star general for Uncle Sam. I visited Australia and found Jackie Keppler with her husband doing missionary work together. They plan to return to the states in 1985. Shirley Miller is doing con- stant care down in the Fiji Islands. The constant care is her family of seven. Guess that's enough to keep anyone constantly busy. I arrived back on the east coast only ten days ago. On stepping off the plane I decided to look up Beryl Brown who is head nurse on ward 28 at Childrens Hospital. Traveling back over the U. S. I stopped to see Ian Cotillo, now head of the A, N. A, and Mary Blanchard, Director of Nurses at New York University. Pat Sullivan was out delivering a baby when I reached Kentucky. Her secretary told me business had been flourishing this year. Barbie Leach is doing frontier nursing in Tennessee with her husband and four children. Last but far from least while waiting for my plane to take me back home I ran across Joanie Bourgault who is now editor of the A,J, N, and making headlines with all her stimulating edito- rials. Well, Silkie, I guess you might say mission accomplished, and all are well, making the headlines. I am signing off now, this Hawaiian sun is just scorching today. See you next May at the reunion. Sincerely, muff, f l

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Caroline Pratt leaves her uniforms to Maxine Pratt, who always gets them anyway Kay Chadwell leaves her straight hair to Sally Webb. Beryl Brown leaves the singing to Carolyn Baker. Sandi Mann leaves emaciated. Judy Mitchell leaves her spaghetti legs to anyone willing to take over. Pat Kelleher leaves her tall tales to Priscilla Tighe. Joan Marie Lessard leaves - Cha - Cha - Cha. Jackie Keppler leaves her smile to Maureen Gibbs. Betty Ballas leaves her ability to sleep to Nancy Bickford. Jean Riley leaves her love for hats to Melen Machado. Freddi Miller leaves her hairnets to Joan McCarthy. Jan Cotillo leaves her ability to ask questions to Pat Walker. Jan Toher leaves the memory of Atlantic City to? P? Judy Slack leaves her meticulous nature to Jeanna Pleadwell. Gloria Litchford leaves her perseverance to Joan Moreng. Princess Fleagal leaves her royalty to Pat Lynch. Nancy Robar leaves her title Class Mother to Chris Pakatar. Silkie Cropper leaves her quiet ways to Marilyn Keswick. Dotty Lord leaves to join her husband. Terry McQuade leaves her laughter to Carolyn Forbes. Ruthie Jameson leaves her warm friendliness to Sue Briggs. Carol Snyder leaves her good nature to Judy McCannon, Elaine Harhen leaves her sunlamp to Sue Jenner. Shirley Miller leaves her babysitting jobs to Ann Henrich. Signed: witnessed: '